Descriptive Paragraph

The smell of smoke and alcohol drifted from the dark figure and a face was unveiled through through a shroud of mist. Its hat sat crooked on top his head with the brim casting a shadow across one side of his rough face. His roman nose extended down to his lips like a beak. His skin was one of a lizard. His head sat on his body like a bowling ball on a pillow as his neck was non existent. His formal attire masked his unkept hygienics and his unpleasant features. The butt of the smoke met with the figures leather lips and hung there with little effort as if it was second nature. His chest rose as the cherry grew bright red and trailed down the paper. The thick unfiltered smoke rose up riding the contours of his folded skin and stung his two small eyes encased in a slit of rolling skin. His chest sank and the figure disappeared into the mist.